Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 913 - 909: Drawbacks

"Accept what reality?" A hoarse voice sounded outside the door.

Hu Yuni glanced sideways at the little maid.

The pretty little maid waved her hand hurriedly.

Hu Yuni pouted her lips.

The pretty little maid helplessly ran to open the courtyard door, outside stood a decrepit old man.

He leaned on a beast-headed cane, the cane’s body glowed ominously with a black light, its head was an unknown beast, resembling a wolf and a tiger, fierce and malicious, ready to leap out and devour someone.

The old man had white hair and beard, wrinkled skin, but his eyes were sharp like a hawk’s, scanning coldly like lightning.

The pretty little maid shrank and greeted crisply: "Greetings, Elder Hu."

The old man snorted: "Get me something to drink!"

"Yes."

The little maid responded and carefully exited, running lightly after leaving the courtyard.

Hu Yuni still lay in the chair, lazily glancing at the elder: "Old man, it’s rare for you to find leisure to come to me."

The old man stepped forward heavily with the beast-headed cane: "Look at you!"

Hu Yuni snorted: "What’s wrong with me?"

The old man retorted grumpily: "No posture when sitting, lacking any dignity."

Hu Yuni pouted her red lips: "Get to the point."

The old man reached out quickly like lightning, grabbed her by the collar, and tossed her out.

Hu Yuni stretched her body in mid-air, landed lightly, and stared helplessly at the old man who had already reclined in the chair.

The old man lay lazily in the chair, rocking gently, humming: "You little brat know how to enjoy."

Hu Yuni stamped her foot in annoyance: "Grandpa!"

The old man squinted, bathing in the sunlight, and lazily said: "Can’t kill Chu Liezhao?"

"Isn’t that nonsense? If I could kill him, I’d have done it long ago. Don’t I want to enter the Demon Abyss?"

"How strong is he?"

"His Cultivation is about the same as mine, but his skills are very formidable, not inferior to mine, otherwise he would’ve been killed long ago!"

"This Chu Liezhao..." The old man sighed: "Is a big problem."

"Isn’t the trouble his wife?"

"Without him, his wife would’ve been eliminated long ago! Phoenix Bloodline..."

Hu Yuni pouted her red lips: "I haven’t seen anything spectacular about the Phoenix Bloodline."

The little maid glided in, carrying a jade tray with a Jade Wine Bottle and two Jade cups.

She filled the two Jade cups, offering them, then brought an Embroidery Stool for Hu Yuni.

Hu Yuni sat down, sipping the wine, smiling with satisfaction.

The old man squinted at her: "Drink less wine!"

Hu Yuni rolled her eyes at him: "Wasn’t it you who taught me how to drink wine? It’s all on you!"

The old man snorted: "The frightening aspect of the Phoenix Bloodline hasn’t shown yet."

"Even if she’s strong, in our Demon Realm, Phoenix becomes a wild chicken, nothing significant."

"Ignorant!"

"What’s so scary about her?"

"In our Demon Realm, the Phoenix Bloodline won’t be weakened and has an Undying Body. Die once, strengthen a bit."

"Then wouldn’t it be better for her to directly commit suicide? Kill herself dozens or hundreds of times, so she’d become invincible?"

"Ignorant!"

"Grandpa—!"

"Phoenix Nirvana leads to rebirth, that’s really dying once, similar to us entering the Demon Abyss, but the difference is less memory and emotion loss, unlike us who have to start over."

"Oh—? Nirvana Rebirth is also dying once, then how much memory is lost?"

"A small portion of memory and emotion perhaps, but if dying happens often, then total loss of memory and emotion occurs, similar to our retreat to the Demon Abyss, possibly incredibly powerful, rare in the world, but then..."

He shook his head.

"But what?"

"No one remembers, losing emotion, even if you’re number one, so what?"

"Number one wouldn’t be good?!" Hu Yuni snorted: "If I had to trade all my memory for being number one, I’d not hesitate for a second!"

"Foolish child!" The old man scolded: "Heartless and cold!"

"Old fossil!" Hu Yuni pouted disdainfully: "Who talks of emotions nowadays? Look at those guys, claiming to avenge Brother Chen, who isn’t seizing the opportunity for the bounty?"

The old man shook his head: "Are they just stirring a mess then?"

"Purely courting death." Hu Yuni laughed coldly: "So foolish, don’t they think, if it were easy to kill, wouldn’t it have fallen to them?"

"Don’t look down on them through a crack, they are disciples from our Star-Picking Cliff."

"What of Star-Picking Cliff disciples? There are plenty of disciples from the other Eight Sects, who among them can kill Chu Liezhao? Don’t know their own strengths, dying vainly!"

"Alas..."

"Old man, don’t bother persuading, good words can’t advise those doomed to die, let them make a trip to Demon Abyss."

"You... your heart is too harsh." The old man shook his head: "Too harsh and cold-hearted!"

"Yes, I’m harsh and cold-hearted, ruthless and unfeeling... You speak of emotion, but if you stop them from courting death, you’d surely be blamed and resented."

"Better resentment than loss of life."

"Have it your way." Hu Yuni couldn’t be bothered to say more.

The old man was stubborn, advising was futile, let him do as he pleases, after all, he’s an Elder, and grudges from disciples wouldn’t matter.

The old man slowly said: "Are you still going to find him, girl?"

"I’m going into seclusion for Cultivation." Hu Yuni snorted: "Next time I meet him, I’ll definitely kill him!"

The old man suddenly smiled, stroking his beard: "Seclusion is good!... Rare, very rare."

Hu Yuni always prided herself on her noble bloodline and excellent talent, but her Cultivation was very casual, frequently going out to play, unable to devote herself to diligent Cultivation.

Now, finally committing to diligent Cultivation, her Cultivation would surely make rapid progress.

A good opponent indeed brings great benefit.

Hu Yuni snorted, her bright eyes glowed, her jade hand gently caressing her eyelids, recalling the cold sharpness and pain of Sword Aura attacking her eyes.

She bit her red lips, resentfully said: "Next time..."

The old man sighed: "It seems we need to find a way to bring back those who went to the Human World."

"Just being nosy!" Hu Yuni disdained: "Your words aren’t as effective, they’re not disciples of Star-Picking Cliff!"

The rumors that devouring Li Miaotan’s flesh could grant some strength of the Phoenix Bloodline were scoffed at by Star-Picking Cliff and other Eight Sects disciples.

They were knowledgeable, understanding that the power of blood wasn’t contained in the flesh.

Thinking devouring flesh could gain its bloodline was ignorance, not knowing what bloodline truly is.

If it were that easy, those cultivating the Evil Path would have been invincible long ago.

"Our Star-Picking Cliff still holds some prestige."

"This prestige compared to Phoenix Bloodline is insignificant!"

"..." The old man was speechless.

He knew Hu Yuni was right; in front of the Phoenix Bloodline, Star-Picking Cliff’s words weren’t that impactful.

He sighed: "Can we really let Chu Liezhao keep killing?"

"Old man, take action yourself."

"You little brat!" The old man glared at her.

In terms of Cultivation, these old folks were indeed more profound, their Realm deeper.

But in terms of combat, they were not as adept as Hu Yuni.

The Nine Heavens Spirit Fox bloodline was too formidable, speed like lightning, immense strength, immune to blades and guns.

The power of the bloodline compensated for her lack of Cultivation, in terms of combat ability she was among the top ten of Star-Picking Cliff, including the old demons with lifespans of ten thousand years.

But among the top ten, some were in seclusion, some wandering, almost none within the sect.

Hu Yuni said: "Anyway, plenty of masters exist in our Demon Realm, let him kill, see how many he can kill!"

"Alas—!" The old man shook his head: "Even if we don’t act, the other Eight Sects certainly won’t stand by."

"Then let them go to die!" Hu Yuni scorned.

If she couldn’t kill him, why would they be able to?